Chapter 797 The combination of man and dragon, old friends!
Treasure, treasure house?
Hearing these words, Yu Lingxian and others couldn't help but look at each other, and even Yu Baimei couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
After such a fierce confrontation, even those who were watching felt their minds swaying and could not calm down for a long time.
This one is as calm and calm as if nothing happened...
"Of course there is a treasure house, but..."
Feng Wushuang was not surprised as she patted her palms with the folding fan. After thinking for a moment, she asked Yu Lingxian and other saints to clean up the mess.
Turn around and head towards the depths of the underground palace:
"Everyone, follow me."
As his mind turned, he scanned the trembling purple gold gourd in the Cauldron of Gluttony, and Yang Yu stepped to follow.
The Liansheng Sect has existed for more than three thousand years and is spread all over the world. Of course, he is very interested in this treasure house.
In particular, the Sun-shooting Dao Fruit obtained previously was incomplete...
Lu Qingting looked at Yu Baimei. The latter naturally stepped forward to follow, but at the same time, a noise came from his disciple:
"Let's go and have a look, but remember, we are just going to have a look. No matter what is in the treasure house, don't take it..."
Lu Qingting was slightly startled, then nodded:
"Disciple understands..."
This place of Liansheng Cult occupies a huge area, stretching over a dozen peaks that have been hollowed out, and more than ten miles of ground have been opened up.
Behind the underground palace, there are still large buildings, but unlike the outside, there is no light here.
"Light-forbidden spell!"
Stepping out of this place, not to mention Yu Baimei and the others, even Yang Yu, who had a heavenly eye, felt that his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of black cloth, and he could not see beyond three feet.
Moreover, under the dispersion of Qi, the place was so silent that it was almost impossible to hear any sound.
"Not only the forbidden light curse, but also other Taoist magic. This secret vault was first built by the old witch. It is full of Taoist magic and curses inside and outside, and because it is connected to the treasure house, if one of them is different, both will be destroyed...
…”
Upon arriving here, Feng Wushuang's expression became solemn, and he transmitted the message into the secret:
"Follow my footsteps and make sure not to make a wrong step. Otherwise, the Taoism inside will explode and dozens of mountains will collapse..."
"How many Taoist arts does this old witch know?"
Yu Baimei was a little speechless.
"Having lived for three thousand years, I wouldn't be surprised if she knows all the Taoism in the world..."
After saying this, Feng Wushuang stopped talking, concentrated on everything, and stepped carefully.
Seeing how cautious she was, Yu Baimei stopped talking.
Everyone is a master. With their full attention and someone to guide them, they will not accidentally touch any mechanism.
But in this long corridor, which was less than three miles away, everyone walked for more than an hour before they stopped.
"arrive!"
"There are guards here, but due to the existence of restrictions, the sounds and scenes from outside cannot be transmitted..."
Feng Wushuang subconsciously lowered his voice when transmitting.
Yang Yu raised his eyes and saw a blood lamp hanging at the end of the corridor.
Under the bloody light, a dark figure could be seen sitting cross-legged in front of him, and behind him was a thick stone door covered with fine lines.
This dark shadow...
Inexplicably, Yang You narrowed his eyes.
"Senior, on the orders of my mother, I came to the secret storehouse to get a magic weapon. I also asked senior to open the door..."
At this point, Feng Wushuang stopped, raised his hand and threw a token...
Snap!
When the token lands, under the blood lamp, there is sound that can be conveyed.
"senior?"
Feng Wushuang's heart tightened. Behind her, Yu Baimei had subconsciously caught the Seven Tribulations Sword.
Kakaka
As if a rusty machine was rotating, the gray-robed figure in front of the stone door slowly raised his head. Under the cloak, his eyes were as red as blood.
Its gaze looked around the crowd, and finally landed on Yang Yu.
【Dragon Demon】
[A master who is proficient in the art of animal control, a warrior who has become a great warrior, and a creation sewn with the dragon's flesh and blood...]
Yang Yu's eyes narrowed.
Different from the previous ape demon, in this 'dragon demon' in front of him, he actually saw the destiny!
[Five Purple, One Gold and Three Red]
【people
The combination of dragons (lavender), East Dragon flesh and blood (lavender), Dragon Elephant Vajra (lavender), Fudo Mingwang touches the ground and subdues demons (lavender), Life-extending Luo Han Guo (lavender),
King Kong is indestructible (light gold), Buddha throws elephants (dark red), heart is dead and alive (dark red), obsession is deep (dark red)]
[Status: In good condition]
"Brother Yang..."
Seeing that weirdo raising his head, Lu Qingting couldn't help but feel nervous. He was not afraid of this weirdo, but afraid that Yang Yu would take action...
This place is extremely small, and if there was a big fight, the many Taoist techniques buried inside would be immediately detonated.
Yang Yu nodded slightly, indicating that he understood the importance, and walked slowly to the front, under the gaze of everyone, until he was shrouded in the light of the blood lamp.
Looking at the eccentric figure, Yang Yu's eyes surged with anger:
"Fighting Buddha, Yinyue!"
Almost the moment Tongyou glimpsed the fate of this dragon demon, Yang Yu already knew the origin of this dragon demon.
The half of the dragon demon that the old woman sewed was the legendary great warrior monk of Dachan Temple who had the highest deeds, greatest achievements, and strongest martial arts after Bodhidharma!
After being oppressed by a sloppy Taoist all his life, it is said that the war monk finally died in depression...
Fight Buddha and Yiyue!
Click!
There seemed to be a flash of thunder, and under the tent, the blood-colored eyes seemed to flash with golden light, and a hoarse, low, and sad roar was squeezed out from the weird man's chest.
"ah!"
The gray cloak was torn open, and beneath it was a skinny and frail monster with dragon scales all over its body.
His eyes were red, his face was ferocious and ugly, and blood was flowing out of his wide-open mouth.
"Fighting Buddha, Yinyue?!"
"He, he is Monk Yinyue?!"
"The great master of Buddhism, fight against the Buddha and the Moon?!"
…
After hearing what Yang Yu said and looking at this monster that looked like a human and a dragon, everyone was shocked, especially Lu Qingting.
He has met this great monk.
Many years ago, in the fairyland of immortals and demons left behind by his ancestor, he had personally experienced the legendary monk who was the secretary of the Great Chan Temple, the superior martial arts of the Lanke Temple, and the magical skills of the Wuliang Zen Temple.
big event.
He still remembered that this great monk stood as tall as a door panel, his body was as wide as a wall, his big ears almost hung down from his shoulders, his complexion was plump and dark yellow, and he had the image of a great Vajra who was as immovable as a mountain.
But at this time, he became a withered and ferocious freak...
"Before, those..."
Lu Qingting's heart felt cold, and he suddenly remembered that there were hundreds or even thousands of vicious demons outside...
"The art of making animals, the art of making animals..."
As the most senior person in Xuankong Mountain, how could he not know about Fighting Buddha and Yinyue?
Admittedly, he didn't have a good impression of the great monk who once threatened Xuankong Mountain, but seeing his appearance now, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.
Unlike those evil demons outside, he clearly has a will to remain...
"Ah, ah!"
The dragon demon struggled and roared, which was both sorrow and restraint.
"It's the blood lamp!"
Lu Qingting was the first to react:
"The bloody lamp is urging him to come and kill us!"
"Don't act rashly!"
Yu Baimei also noticed something, but he held down Lu Qingting's arm and said in a deep voice:
"The fact that Monk Yinyue's will can survive is probably related to the blood lamp..."
As he spoke, he looked at Yang Prison:
"Master Yang..."
There was no response, Yang Yu took a step forward and squeezed into the place where the blood lamp was shining.
"Roar!"
The next moment, the dragon demon that was still struggling before seemed to have lost all its human form and rushed forward in rage!
This is not just a killing with pure strength, but also with the martial arts of life!
boom!
This attack was extremely powerful.
The few people who were watching from a distance felt that their eyes were filled with darkness, as if a huge mountain was pressing down. Its power was so fierce that it far exceeded the many evil spirits outside.
This is already the power of the Martial Saint level!
"Yinyue!"
Yang Yuqing
To rebuke and transmit the message, the intention is to awaken this great and undissolved will.
But the body of the dragon demon only trembled, and then it attacked more violently, and its withered body exploded with the power of a dragon elephant!
hold head high!
In a daze, the dragon's roar really seemed to sound in the hearts of several people.
It doesn’t look like it, but it’s a real dragon roar!
Lu Qingting's eyes narrowed violently, and he saw that the dragon's withered body suddenly swelled up, and its whole body was coiled like an old dragon.
This is……
"Old dragon who stops the river!"
Yang Yu's eyelids twitched.
At this moment, even without Tongyou, he could recognize the origin of this dragon demon.
This aura is clearly the aura of the old dragon Ban Jiang, and this martial art is exactly the Buddha's Elephant Throwing Technique performed by Fudo Mingwang's body!
Zhiyang's Buddhist martial arts and Zhigang's dragon-shaped strength are perfectly integrated.
The power was much more powerful than Nie Longtian's Divine Dragon Subduing Palm, and even more powerful than that of this man and a dragon during his lifetime.
"careful!"
Even though he had 120,000 confidence in Yang Yu's strength, Lu Qingting still couldn't help but remind him.
Because Yang Yu seemed to be lost in thought.
call!
But in the next moment, Yang Yu sighed and turned his palm, just like he did in front of Xuankong Mountain, holding up Yinyue's strong and powerful palm print.
puff!
The imagined collision did not happen. The moment the two palms met, the dragon demon's body flew into the air like a piece of paper.
Yinyue, who has the body of a dragon demon, is much stronger than when he first met.
But under Yang Yu's men now, he could no longer hold on for a moment, and his body was thrown into the air before he roared.
Yang Yu's palm has followed him like a shadow, covering his palm and pressing it heavily on the generous stone door:
"Calm down!"
boom!
At this time, there was a muffled sound that was neither high nor low.
In just one stroke, all the arrogance of the dragon demon, which was as ferocious as a martial sage and made even a long-standing martial sage like Yu Baimei feel ferocious, was blown away.
Fainted.
"This dragon's blood lamp is his life-extending lamp. Don't touch it for the time being..."
He let go of his hand and let the mud-like dragon demon fall softly to the ground, losing all its ferocity. On the face covered with dragon scales, he could see a bit of the shadow of the fight against Buddha Yinyue.
Kakaka
Stained with dragon blood, the stone door was also opened by Feng Wushuang at this moment.
From beginning to end, only her mind was not on the confrontation between the two, because for her, it didn't require attention at all.
"Um?"
Yang Yu, who was studying the dragon demon, suddenly raised his eyebrows and held his chest in a rare move.
The throbbing was so strong that for a moment, he almost thought the Cauldron of Gluttony was going to jump out of his chest!